Jon starts preparing rules and a hot ritual

Soon, Jon had found himself back in his chambers. Fortunately for him, Lady Catelyn hadn't arrived yet and based on the position of the sun on the horizon, it would probably take her around an hour still to return with all wagons full of goods for the Royal Feast. That meant he had enough time to start the magical ritual he had learned a couple of years earlier and give the resulting substance a sufficient amount of hours to finish cooking, so to speak, before his time with Sansa much later that night.

Between that realization and his physical need to satisfy his lusts after everything that had crossed his mind in the past day, he decided to hurry and sent the first of his claimed followers he could find to go look for Sarella Sand. And while he waited, Jon grabbed his god-given quill and started to work.

Soon after he was done writing on the wall that was directly in front of the entrance to his room, however, he heard the unlocked door open behind him. But when he turned back, he raised an eyebrow when he noticed that it was Arya that had arrived, not Sarella.

"Sister," Jon said, a bit of hesitation in his voice. "I am a bit busy and waiting for Sarella to arrive to prepare for something. Can this wait until supper, or after that?"

"If that's what you wish," She replied, her voice slow. "But if you don't mind, I would like to ask you a few questions until she arrives."

Jon ultimately shrugged and nodded but before she could start, Arya noticed the big letters he had written into the wall of his chambers that faced the door and could see her eyes shift from sudden surprise to complete acceptance at lightning speed. Turning his head to the wall, he gave it one more read to make sure there wasn't anything he needed to add in preparation for the hours ahead.

Jon Snow’s room.

Jon Snow's sounds.

Jon Snow’s rules.

1. Anyone in the room will allow Jon to write anything he wants on them.

2. Any guest or visitor will be completely honest when inside the room and if a question is asked of them, they won't refuse to answer.

3. Any sound that is made within the room will not leave the confines of the chambers.

The Bastard of Winterfell contemplated the writing with a tilted head and decided it would suffice for the time being and that everything seemed to be in order for his immediate plans.

Eventually, Arya stared at him with an impressed expression.

"I knew this was your room but I had no idea you had such power over everything that happened here," His sister remarked. "Another of those spells you learned letting us know that fact?"

Jon shrugged but ended up nodding since it was the truth for all intents and purposes. "Well, what exactly did you want to ask me?"

Suddenly, his sister's eyes widened and she inhaled sharply, as if feeling something unexpected in her gut. Then Jon realized he had phrased that sentence as a question and now his sister couldn't stop herself from being completely honest and direct no matter what she wanted to say, due to his room's new rules.

"I wanted to ask if you were going to fuck me now that I know that I am your property," She blurted out, her cheeks reddening.

Jon stared at his little sister for a long, long moment after that declaration; wondering how best to answer while keeping his sudden thoughts in check.

He shook his head. "What gave you the idea to ask such a question?"

Arya swallowed hard as her blush continued. "I was talking to Sarella and asked her if there was a woman in your life. She said that depending on my definition, there were several, since she said you owned quite a few women and that means you can fuck them anytime you want. In fact, she told me that, as your personal healer that you keep close by, you have satisfied your needs together so many times that she lost count of how many times you two have slept together years ago," She added as she bit her bottom lip.

Jon opened his jaw for a moment before pausing to think his immediate response a bit better. Then he sighed.

"Well, Sarella was saying the truth," The Bastard of Winterfell admitted to her. "Still, you can rest assured that I won't have sex with you if you don't want me to," He promised.

His sister actually gave him a relieved smile at that but he could have sworn there was a slight hint of disappointment in her gaze. The mystical owner raised an eyebrow at that. "I am curious though, how does that make you feel?"

Arya swallowed even harder this time, perhaps to slow down her response but soon, the truth came pouring out of her lips.

"I think that if I had known you were my owner a few years earlier, I would have answered that it made me feel a bit disgusted even if you are completely within your rights to fuck me," She acknowledged. "But now...well, even if I don't want to get married and become what is seen as a " proper", child-bearing Lady, I have been curious about how it would feel like to be with someone I care about in such an intimate way for a long time now. And even if you are my brother, I don't care about anyone the way that I do you so..." She paused before the rule of the room took hold of her mind and she puked more of the truth out. "...so I have thought about giving you my maidenhead more than once," She admitted, her face almost as red as Sansa's hair.

Jon Snow felt so shocked and fortunate he almost laughed hysterically to express his disbelief. He was deeply surprised that even without his Written Ownership powers directly advancing the issue, both of his sisters had come to the realization that they wanted him to be the first man to share their beds and bodies but he wasn't about to complain. It was far, far better than he had any reason to truly expect.

In the end, he took a deep breath to control his features and decided to make her a proposal that he had briefly considered once he had claimed her...but after informing her of a big advantage of his powers when it comes to something like that.

"Well, I have to say, I am really honored and flattered to hear you say that," He confessed, a smile on his face. "And if you are curious to know how that feels like, then, of course, I will help you understand, while making sure your first time is as pleasant as I can manage. But I should probably mention something about my magical authority over you that you have just realized because when it comes to fucking, I think it would really reassure you to find out about that fact."

"What is it?" Arya asked, sounding puzzled.

Jon grinned and decided to tell her the truth without mentioning too many precise details for the time being.

"Well, I don't just own you, I own everything about you," He explained. "That means, I also own your fertility. It would take a bit of...magical precision to guarantee it, but if you don't want to have children anytime soon or ever, all you have to do is say the word and I will be able to command your womb to be incapable of being impregnated by me for as long as you desire."

His dear sister's jaw hung open, shock evident in her face. "Oh, that would be a wonderful precaution that would truly help me relax. Please do so!" She asked of him.

"I will," Jon vowed. "But to get that done properly, you have to be naked, and since dinner is going to be ready soon, I would prefer for us to wait until I have enough time to make your our first night together so enjoyable and memorable that you will never forget it."

Arya grinned at that, still looking more than a little nervous but her eyes were now filled with anticipation as well. So, Jon decided to finish by giving her something to look forward to, since he was sure that Sarella will be arriving soon.

"I am confident I will be ready to break your betrothal without much trouble near dusk on your eighteenth nameday," He assured her. "So, why don't you let me grant your wish to the fullest and then that night, once you are completely sure yourself that you won't have to marry Theon, we could...celebrate in my bed, if you know what I mean," Jon added, his eyes darkening with lust in the process.

His sister smirked at that, her eyes also starting to grow heated. "If you can actually manage to do all of that, then a celebration would certainly be in order. And I would definitely need to reward my wonderful brother for all he would have done for me. Very well then. Still, you are really making me look forward to my eighteenth nameday, Master, so hope you don't disappoint me!"

The Bastard of Winterfell chuckled. "With the prize being you willingly giving me your maidenhead? I wouldn't dare."

The two of them laughed merrily for a moment but then they heard a knock on the door. Once he let his healer come in, Jon instructed his sister to give them some time alone together and that they will see each other at supper.

Arya's eyes widened for a moment, as if figuring out what was about to happen as she glance between the two long-time lovers but she rushed to obey and exit the door. Then, he locked it for good measure, and by the time he turned around, the dutiful and alluring healer that knew him so well had already undressed, enticing him with her bare body on his bed.

The Bastard of Winterfell looked up and down at the exposed skin of the Dornishwoman he had come to become so intimately familiar with, as he felt himself hardened.

"I was wondering when you were going to call on me to sate your needs, especially after learning that your sister also belongs to you," She purred. "And if our union empowers the spell you told me before that you wanted to keep in reserve once you got here, just in case, then all the better."

He watch her massage her tits and pussy lips and decided he couldn't disagree with that line of thought.

"So, how do you want me, Master?"

A/N: Well, I hope this chapter got you hyped for what's to come XD

For those that also watch the GOT thread on my **** God story, you may have noticed that I change the porn actress I used to cast Sarella. That's mostly because since then, I have come to realize that I should have chosen a slightly more brown-skinned actress, since Sarella is mixed-raced in the books.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this one and if you want me to update faster, then, as always, please review :D